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no_ufo_ending ([personal profile] no_ufo_ending) wrote in [community profile] victory_road2024-07-05 11:55 pm

[Closed] [Backdated]

Who: Scar, Lust, Envy, Heather, Henry
What: Super Backdated 4th Wall Post Prom Room Party
Where: The Academy
Warnings: PG 13 - Over consumption of Alcohol, Drunken Discussion of Sexual Themes, Mild Body Horror





exeggutorhead: (ew affection cooties)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2024-08-11 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Indignation joins the bafflement in Envy's expression.]

I'm not turning into a bed! That'd be weird! I'd still need to have a face!

[But oh! Now that distinctly non-human forms have been brought up, he has an idea!]

[Without any warning other than his eyes lighting up with said idea, Envy transforms again. Into a lion that honestly looks a little like one of those poorly done taxidermies. He'd used to be a lion when he wanted to impress kids on other fourth walls, and those are soft!]


There!

[Time to drop Henry if he hasn't already fallen!]
officerdown: It Gurds For Thee (Ask Not For Whom The Hurdy Gurds)

[personal profile] officerdown 2024-08-11 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Scar is sitting on an adjacent bed, more or less glued to Lust's side.]

[Several more seconds of his absolute silence, then,]


I do not like when you do that.
exeggutorhead: (Xerxes wants ADVENTURE)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2024-08-11 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Envy lets out an OOF as Henry topples directly on top of him, but it's fine!]

[Even as a lion he's still wearing the dress. Just, y'know, by the way.]

[He grins back at Henry because he oh boy showing off! But wait what does his friend mean by that? He lifts his giant paws up to press against the sides of his weirdly pointy face to check it.]


Huh? My face? What's wrong with my face?

[Quick turn to roll his eyes and huff at Scar.]

Well you don't have taste it's very cool.
officerdown: (I DO NOT CARE FOR HUNKY BOYS)

[personal profile] officerdown 2024-08-11 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Scar's eyes narrow.]

[It takes a delayed moment for his answer to load, and Henry has already spewed his terrible idea into the world by the time he speaks. So, it's a twofer:]


I have exquisite taste.

Do not do that.